I gently forced my legs between hers, causing her to lean against her desk. She put her arms around my neck and looked up at me. My eyes zeroed in on her glossy lips as the tip of her tongue slipped from her mouth and brushed over them.
“You aren’t going to give up, are you?” she asked.
“The end goal was always to make you mine.”
Our lips connected as she lifted her ass onto the desk and wrapped her legs around my waist. We kissed wildly, as if we’d been waiting our entire lives to connect in this way. I hadn’t felt her lips like this since the night we shared at the hotel, and I refused to wait that long again.
I felt her hands between us, fumbling with the waistband of my shorts. My dick was hard, and fucking her in her office, on her desk, was certainly a future goal, but not right now. I hated to pull away from her, but I forced myself to do so.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, panting.
“You really wanna do this, right here, right now?”
She let her head fall against my chest and groaned before responding.
“You’re right. Doing this here probably isn’t a good idea.”
When she lifted her head, I softly pecked her lips a few times before she lifted her hand to play with my beard.
“I wanna feel that tight pussy wrapped around my dick again as much as you want to feel my dick stretching your walls, but there’s no rush.”
“Tuh. Speak for yourself. You opened Pandora’s box after a five-year hiatus. My pussy has been craving you since I walked outta that hotel room.”
“Word? All you had to do was ask, and I would’ve happily taken care of you days ago.”
“I’m sure you would have. Let’s go before I change my mind and let you bend me over this desk.”
“I think it’s only right to come back to the place we first met to celebrate,” I told Nyomi.
“Celebrate what?”
“Us . . . Making us official.”
She laughed as if I’d told a joke. “First of all, this isn’t where we met, and secondly, official what? Friends?”
We left the library and drove separately toSoulful Diner. We’d already ordered our food and were sipping our drinks while we waited.
“We may not have had an official introduction, but our spirits connected, and that’s more important. As far as our relationship status, . . . your pussy knows who she belongs to, so you may as well get your mind and heart on board with your pussy.”
She closed her eyes, exhaling slowly as she shifted in her seat.
“Kilo, there’s a reason I didn’t entertain men for five years. Y’all are exhausting, to say the least. I don’t have the time, desire, or energy to?—”
“Baby, I’ve never in my life chased a woman until you came along, and you’re the first and the last. I’m not trying to waste your time or mine. Your aura is magnetic, and it’s been pulling me in since our eyes connected. We’d be doing ourselves a disservice if we don’t let this flow. Everything in me is telling meyou’re my forever, and I’m not going anywhere until my gut is proven wrong.”
She leaned back in the booth and put her hands on the table, clasping them together as she pondered my words. As she opened her mouth to respond, the server arrived with our food. Her hands fell to her lap, her eyes followed, remaining there until we were alone again.
“Kilo, that was sweet, and since we’ve already had sex, and I want to have sex several more times in the near future, I agree; we might as well let it flow.”
“Damn. That wasn’t nearly as sweet as what I said, but I guess I’ll take it.”
We shared a laugh before I asked for her hand and blessed the food. After we ate in silence for a few minutes, she said, “Nyeem told me you called him and left a text message.”
“I wanted to check on him, but we don’t know each other like that, so I understand why he didn’t answer or respond.”
“I was talking to him when you called. He felt bad for ignoring you, but he wasn’t in the mood to talk. He didn’t say much to me after telling me what happened.”
“He probably needs time and space to process it all.”
